That's the Way Love Goes: VII

A/N: Don't forget - (***) will mark the beginning/end of a dream or flashback, depending on the situation. I want to thank everyone reading this, because if you are, it means you've stuck around, despite the fact that I have been MIA. I not only needed a break from writing, but from life as well. I'm so sorry I've kept you all waiting, and I hope you'll stick around for this story - apparently, it's a doozy.

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Ethereal Siren - LOL You crack me up. I don't think they plan on having THAT talk, lol. I try really hard to NOT feel bad for Inuyasha, considering everything. But I'm not a SessKag fan for nothing, so I reason with myself whenever I'm writing as him. Thanks so much for reading!

DivaG - Well, I'm glad you found me here, seeing that you're going to have to follow this here. I'm so sad about ASS, but what can you do? With all fandoms, you always run the risk of losing a site, club, or an artist/writer. Thanks for all your compliments! I pride myself in being as canon as possible (personality-wise) when it comes to the characters. And no, I would never, EVER make Inuyasha a villain just for a stories' sake. I love him too much. I've seen other stories that do just that, and it makes me cringe. You have such a FABULOUS grasp on the story! You're correct in just about everything, and I'm so glad you `get it', lol. And yes, their fears ARE important to the story. ; )

buzzk97 - I've never been fond of the `sneaking around as a couple' bit, so I had to do it sooner than later; sooner preferably. ^_^ I always thought that Rin would be the “As long as Sesshoumaru-sama is happy” type, so that's how I made her. I'm glad you're enjoying it.

MaraJade116 - You crack me up! Yeah, I was really going for sexually frustrated. And I guess most of the people reading this haven't been in that situation, so they don't know, but it really IS TRUE. Even if you're in love with someone else, if an incredibly hot guy comes up to you and kisses you, you generally kiss them back. At least until your senses straighten out, LOL. The feeling I was trying to convey with the whole tingling-blood thing was supposed to be erotic - almost like the feeling right before an orgasm. But I didn't want to be so crude, and I guess I didn't do a good enough job describing it, because not too many people picked up on it. So just so you know, for future reference, whenever they taste each other's blood, it's going to be a toe-curling, limb-shaking, mind-numbing experience. Hmm… maybe I should use that, lol. And just to clarify, she really IS in love with him, although it's because of a mixture of things: Inuyasha not making a move, Sesshoumaru caring for her (and not afraid to show it), and her general need for someone to care for her. Don't worry - we're gonna go through all of these things eventually *laughs maniacally* You just have to wait and see. This story is far from over. >: D

snowbirdyoukai - I'm so glad you like his characterization! Don't worry, he won't forget, although he will TRY to. Did I say too much? LOL Don't worry, you couldn't even guess what I have in store for this fic. Ahaha! You're very sadistic! Poor Sesshoumaru. Well, I don't want to say anything, because I don't want to give any more away. And you ARE right - neither of them know it, but in a way, they ARE almost mates. Almost. And about her being pregnant, well… I don't want to say anything. It could give something away, or it might mislead you into thinking something that isn't going to happen. You'll just have to see. ^_^

I'm extremely sorry I can no longer reply to anyone on A-Single-Spark, but it's not my choice. I hope those of you that read there had no trouble finding this. After all, ASS redirects you now to IYFF, and TWLG is posted there as well.

Dedicated to my awesomely great friend, Ailionora on deviantART. She drew me the best SessKag pic EVAR and I adore her for it. Details at the end of the chapter about it. Anyhow, she used to be a huge SessKag fan, and we have some other stuff planned. ^_^ Love ya, A-chan!

That's the Way Love Goes

Chapter VII

Sesshoumaru was thrust into consciousness by his own voice.

“Meidou Zanghetsuha!” he heard himself cry.

He watched, morbidly fascinated and still confused as to how he had gotten into this situation. He was squaring off against his brother again. How tiresome. And yet… Something was different. The hanyou was seemingly youkai now; deep, jagged, lilac stripes graced his face and his eyes burned a deep red, with demonic slits. His power was great, perhaps on the same level as his own.

Sesshoumaru watched as the great void he cut into the air tried to swallow Inuyasha whole.

Thoughts flooded his mind, reminding him as to why they were here in the first place. Meidou Zanghetsuha is a technique that this Sesshoumaru perfected, he thought as the pull of the giant hole attempted to pull the hanyou through. If it is fated to someday become yours, then you can just take it right now!

Suddenly, as he watched his brother float into hell, he felt somber. Is this the end for you, Inuyasha? Though you were supposed to be Tessaiga's successor… Almost angrily, Sesshoumaru lifted Tessaiga, suddenly realizing that he did, in fact, have the legendary heirloom in his grasp. In that case, he thought irritably, I have no need for a sword like this. Vanish into hell. Along with Inuyasha. With that, he tossed the Tessaiga towards the gaping hole, and it floated easily into the darkness.

He watched as Inuyasha reclaimed his sword, allowing it to transform into its' Dragon-Scaled form. But Inuyasha seemed to be just as confused. Had he not summoned the transformation? An enormous cloud of youki formed, and Sesshoumaru watched eagerly. Is that Inuyasha's youki? His brother seemed to be contemplating his options.

His brother was searching; it seemed as if he was unsure that the path he was about to take was the correct one. However, once you are in hell, you don't have many options. He wanted to yell to his brother to stop when he saw Inuyasha cut his own youketsu - his life force as a demon - but he would not move. His former self had only been mildly interested in how Inuyasha was going to escape. As he watched, however, Inuyasha's youki seemed to grow. So… this is proof of succession, he thought as he saw the size of Inuyasha's youki grow until it had overcome the Meidou he had opened. Inuyasha's youkai power is overwhelming the Meidou…

Sesshoumaru watched his brother impatiently wait for his youki to grow, overtaking the hell-hole. Suddenly, spears of diamond shot through the air, one lodging itself into Inuyasha's shoulder. He wanted to go to his brother and help defeat the common enemy, but his former self had too much pride for that and simply watched as the filthy collection of lesser demons known as Naraku manipulated a sword that had stolen Tessaiga's powers.

Suddenly, Sesshoumaru felt Inuyasha's power weaken. The wound, no doubt, had lessened the hanyou's youki and caused it to shrink. Naraku…! Knowing his enemy may be destroyed within was too tempting, however, and Sesshoumaru found himself floating into the Meidou after Inuyasha, who was now yelling at the replica Tessaiga.

He saw the sword hovering above his brother's head, who was unawares of its' advantageous position. When Inuyasha finally realized and braced himself for impact, Sesshoumaru grabbed a hold of the hilt, controlling it. Both Naraku and Inuyasha called to him, surprised at his interfering. Naraku attempted to bait him, but it wouldn't work. Naraku, I already hold the answer…

“Ready yourself, Inuyasha,” he told his brother.

This fight is between Inuyasha and I. You no longer have a role in this, Naraku! With a great leap, Sesshoumaru clashed swords with the weakened hanyou, diamond shards still protruding from his back. As the swords met, Sesshoumaru's crackled, with shards of glass breaking and falling away from the sword. Startled, Sesshoumaru's memory flooded his mind. He remembered how the sword had been covered with Kanna's enchanted mirror, absorbing Tessaiga's ability. And of course, that sword was none other than… Tenseiga!

But it was too late. With the deceased demon's power vanished, the real Tessaiga was too strong, and Tenseiga bent to its' sibling's will.

Inuyasha seemed shocked as the tipped half of the sword fell gracefully away from the hilt's half, into oblivion. Then there was a surge of power, and Tessaiga pulsed. There were two changes that Sesshoumaru noticed immediately. Meidou Zanghetsuha, he thought as Tessaiga's blade glowed black. He looked to his brother's face; Inuyasha had returned to his hanyou state. But there was no time to ponder - Naraku was again taunting them, telling them that they were stuck in hell.

Turning back to his brother, he saw that he was no longer conscious: He's unconscious; just from something like Naraku's poison… Hmph. He's just a hanyou. Sesshoumaru came closer to his brother, gazing upon his sleeping form. Bending down, he inspected the hanyou… and then punched him square across the jaw. The dreaming Taiyoukai recoiled in surprise; he struck a defenseless person!

Inuyasha mumbled as he awoke. “Sesshoumaru…” he managed. When his brother remained silent, the half-demon started again. “Bastard… You still wanna fight?”

Ignoring his goading, Sesshoumaru didn't let him continue. “The Meidou has closed.”

Startled, Inuyasha began to feel nervous. “What do you mean?”

Looking far into the distant, familiar blackness of hell, Sesshoumaru knew his brother understood what he had said and did not repeat himself. “Whether we're swallowed by the Meidou like this, or return to the world of the living… Inuyasha, it's up to you.”

“Up… to me?” Inuyasha was surprised again. Frowning, he confronted the demon. “Saying that with such a calm face… Does that mean you know of a way out?”

Now, Sesshoumaru faced his brother, scowling about having to make things clearer for his dimwitted brother. “This Sesshoumaru just told you. It's something only you can do.” The present Sesshoumaru wondered about his motives; obviously by such a statement, he was sure Inuyasha would save both of them and was therefore leaving his life in his brothers' hands. Such confidence! And after the way he had treated the hanyou! He watched as the slow half-demon worked things through…

Inuyasha stared at his sword and it instantly changed: the once-gleaming Tessaiga turned into the color of true despair, promising death and hopelessness to those who may fight against it. Sesshoumaru knew his brother had caught on, but the hanyou suddenly turned to him, confronting him.

“Sesshoumaru, back then… it was like you broke Tenseiga yourself…”

But Sesshoumaru had other things on his mind, and brought this to the inuhanyou's attention. “You don't have time to be making small talk.”

Alarmed, Inuyasha realized his brother was warning him, and looked around, only to find his body was vanishing. Sesshoumaru had realized it only moments before, but had he not told his foolish brother, they would probably be fighting in hell right now. He heard his brother cry out for advice.

Inuyasha, that's your sword, now. You have to use it in your own way. He watched as Inuyasha despaired in his panic. He idly wondered if Naraku was watching in safety from a distance.

Inuyasha turned to him, only to find his brother even less “there” than he was and yelled, “Don't disappear, Sesshoumaru! Not only you surrendering your sword, but I don't want your death on my conscious, too!”

Sesshoumaru's stomach clenched a little, partially from a slow, creeping dread, a little from Inuyasha's expression; he had been angry when he cried out, but there was something else, too. It almost looked as if Inuyasha cared…

The hanyou looked around and seemed to notice something. “It's there!”

He watched as Inuyasha swung the black Tessaiga in the air hitting what looked like a small tear of light. With the impact, the tear widened, and then ripped open. The brothers were bathed in a bombardment of light, and then the two of them were on the edge of their own world. Sesshoumaru watched an exhausted Inuyasha fall onto the earth, Tessaiga returning to its' slumbering state.

He floated down to the ground, his young ward, Rin, calling to him as she ran to his side. Scowling, he watched Kagome cry out for his brother and kneeled by his unconscious form.

“So, the one who cut the Meidou from the inside was Inuyasha, huh?”

Sesshoumaru turned to find the old man Kagome told him was Toutousai, and the old youkai wasn't finished.

“Sesshoumaru, have you come to an understanding?” the aged youkai asked.

“Th-then it's true?! That Tenseiga was absorbed by Tessaiga?!”

Sesshoumaru turned to find his servant, Jaken, squawking at his feet. “It doesn't interest me anymore,” he said to no one in particular, scowling. Turning away, Sesshoumaru began to walk. “Let's go, Jaken.”

He heard the tiny youkai agree, but the ancient demon stopped him. “Wait, Sesshoumaru.”

Sesshoumaru halted long enough to hear.

“You may be reluctant to do so… but take that with you. It fell out of the Meidou along with you two,” Toutousai explained.

Inuyasha finally regained consciousness, hearing these first words and gazing upon the Tenseiga, thrust into the ground some yards away. “That's… Tenseiga…? But, I thought it broke…” It was more of a statement than a question.

The old youkai pulled the heirloom out of the ground and thrust it towards Sesshoumaru. “In the end, it's back to its' original form,” he said. “The sword that can not cut. The healing Tenseiga.”

“So?” He heard himself say. “Are you saying this Sesshoumaru should carry that and go around saving people? Don't mock me.” The statement was laced with a threat Toutousai would not argue with.

“Hey…” he whined as Sesshoumaru walked away, Jaken scrambling after him.

He heard Rin explain to the old demon that she would give the sword to him when he was feeling better, and he smiled internally. Then, to his amazement, he heard a boy's voice calling to someone, and realized the boy was intending to follow him. Who was this boy and why did he want to travel with him? Intrigued, Sesshoumaru kept walking until he disappeared into a white mist of consciousness…

*****

Sesshoumaru awoke with a start, finding Kagome next to him. She was staring at him with a worried expression, and it irked him.

“Yes?” he said, sitting up.

“You… were mumbling in your sleep,” she informed him.

Taken aback, he softened his expression.

“Did you have another dream?” she asked.

Sesshoumaru hung his head and sighed. Kagome took this as a positive.

Kagome kept her eyes trained on her hands, which were folded neatly in her lap. “What was this one about?” she asked meekly.

He inhaled deeply, and told her what he could. When he finished, her eyes were as wide as saucers.

“I… I never knew all that!” she exclaimed. Sesshoumaru tilted his head curiously. “I mean… the ending sounds right, but Inuyasha never told me what happened other than Naraku attacking…” She looked off into the distance, but then her angry eyes snapped to his confused ones. “You attacked him when he was unconscious?”

She was so blazingly furious that he almost didn't understand, but then he caught on. He matched her scowl. “This Sesshoumaru was only attempting to wake him,” he said angrily, upset that she would think he meant to actually harm his brother while he couldn't defend himself.

Kagome was surprised at his language use, but tried to hide it. “You couldn't have tried shaking him?” she seethed.

Sesshoumaru narrowed his eyes dangerously. “I am not his mother…” he said. Then added with a sneer… “nor his lover.”

Enraged by the insinuation, Kagome flew to her feet. “Inuyasha and I have never been lovers! I was only trying to say that you didn't have to beat him into the land of the living. Thanks a lot, jerk.”

She stomped off, seemingly towards the cave. Sesshoumaru fumed and stewed, angry at her words, and his. He knew she was right; his younger self would not have admitted this though, and so would have done the same. But something about her expression when she had knelt by Inuyasha's side, tending to his wounds… it made him so angry! He could feel his cheeks flush with his fury.

This was ridiculous. At the time, she had been deeply in love with Inuyasha; he knew this because she had told him. And he had had no feelings whatsoever for the miko - she was a mere mortal he would think nothing of if she passed on. Just because things were different now, he shouldn't bring the past up to harm whatever relationship they had… He decided he would let her cool - when Kagome was angry, she tended to stay that way for some time - and then apologize. Because he didn't have much time left with her until she had to leave again…

Kagome paced in the cave, her feet stomping her anger into the ground. That jerk! He knows I used to love Inuyasha! And he knows I don't love him in that way anymore! What does he want, for me to reassure him that I love him more…? Stopping dead in her tracks, Kagome entertained the thought that maybe, just maybe, she had stumbled upon something important. Was Sesshoumaru, the great and powerful Lord of the West, the Taiyoukai of these lands, ruler of everything around her for miles… insecure?

With wide eyes, Kagome contemplated the possibilities. He acted like a jealous boyfriend. But… he's Sesshoumaru. He only became angry when she spoke of his brother. But… he's Sesshoumaru. All signs pointed to an unsure youkai, but… he's Sesshoumaru! She didn't think Sesshoumaru had ever been insecure in his life! Kagome indulged in a mental image of a toddler Sesshoumaru having his pacifier taken away by his mother, and Sesshoumaru shrugging it off as he plotted a way to get it back later.

Giggling, Kagome returned to her thoughts. If he was lacking confidence, then she would have to build it back up. Smiling devilishly, Kagome thought of a way to help Sesshoumaru understand that she wanted only him…

~~~~~()~~@

Some time later, when Kagome had returned from gathering lunch with Rin, she sought out her Lord and found him sitting with his eyes closed, leaning back against a tree. She knew he wasn't sleeping, but given the fact he was presently ignoring her presence, she decided to test him. From a good fifteen or so feet away, Kagome picked up a handsomely large rock and proceeded to chuck it in a rather unlady-like and unbecoming fashion right at the Taiyoukai's head. At a speed no one else could match, an elegantly striped left arm snapped up and the attack was thwarted.

Kagome snickered. Not only had she been right, but the way Sesshoumaru was sitting, cross-legged and with one hand in the air with his fist closed around the rock, he looked like a `lucky cat'. He would be a white one, of course, she told herself, and had to keep herself from laughing out loud. No need to stifle herself, because then one golden eye peeked open to level her with a glare. And that's with one eye! Kagome cautiously stepped around to his side, kneeling in the grass to his right.

“I knew you would catch it,” she giggled nervously.

“Hn,” he replied, turning his full gaze on her.

At a loss for words since he was obviously still upset, Kagome drew closer. His right hand was still alight his knee, and she reached for it. His hand twitched ever so slightly as she touched it, as if he thought she was going to burn him. She almost reclaimed her appendages, but instead decided to stay where she was. She quashed her hesitation and stroked the back of his hand with tender, loving strokes.

His gaze had gone to their touching skin, but now he returned his eyes to her own, and he saw her devotion in them.

“I'm sorry,” he said unexpectedly.

Kagome froze. Not only had she not been expecting an apology, but she didn't believe anyone had ever heard those two little words from that mouth and ever lived to tell. She snapped out of it when she saw his head hang slightly, and her heart stuttered ever so slightly.

“I am t-” His fingers were instantly on her lips, effectively silencing her.

“No.” He shook his head as if to emphasize his point. “You have nothing to apologize for. I was acting… like a pup. I know you no longer have feelings for the han-… for my brother. These dreams… They haunt me. Everything is so strange. In my dreams, I watch everything happen through my own eyes, yet I can hear my old thoughts even though I am thinking now as well. There have been times I have wanted to do things differently, but I cannot, since they did not happen that way.”

Kagome felt bad for him… she knew he was a changed man, er, youkai. At the same time, however, she was glad he had gone back to using first person wording. Whenever he referred to himself in the third person, he seemed more distant, like she couldn't reach him, even if he was right in front of her.

“Sesshoumaru?”

His eyes shot to her face when he heard the gentle tone in her voice. She smiled at him, and he felt his fears melt.

“I wouldn't have it any other way. If you had been… more forgiving of nature when we had met, you probably would have taken a wife long ago, and we wouldn't be able to be together now,” she told him. He seemed to think this through and finally nodded, agreeing with her.

“I have never thought of it that way. You may be correct. Therefore I am grateful to the circumstances as well. Although now I worry for my relationship with my brother…”

Taken aback, Kagome gasped. For the second time today, words came from his mouth she would have never thought he would say.

“Kagome, do you think he will ever forgive us?”

Kagome looked down at their now entwined fingers and sighed. Finally sure of herself, she looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah. I think he will.”

Sesshoumaru then bent to kiss her deeply, and Kagome was filled with a fuzzy warmth that intoxicated her. She heard him groan, a sound that told her someone was approaching and he wished they weren't. She smiled against his lips and watched Rin approach.

The girl was blushing slightly and had her head bent. Kagome assumed she was embarrassed about their display, which in turn, embarrassed Kagome. Sesshoumaru felt the two womens' emotions and fought the urge to roll his eyes.

“Kagome-chan? Will you be joining me?”

Suddenly she remembered, and jumped to her feet. “Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Rin! I meant to only be a few minutes. Yes, let's go eat!” She turned to the demon and motioned for him to join them, and she watched as he hesitantly rose. Then she turned to the young woman beside her. “And Rin-chan, just call me Kagome.”

Rin graced her with a huge smile, and Kagome smiled back. “Then call me Rin,” she answered.

“Ok,” Kagome said as they walked to where they had placed the fruits, nuts, and roots they had found.

~~~~~()~~@

When they had finished, Rin excused herself, leaving Sesshoumaru and Kagome alone once more. He watched his lover as she in turn watched his ward skip through a field. He felt a surge of pride and love, and wondered if he had ever felt this way before. He only felt hatred in the dreams, or anger, or arrogance. But there was still much of his memory missing, and there could be something else in one of the missing pieces of the puzzle. With a resigned sigh, he leaned back until he was laying down. Before he knew what happened, Kagome had pounced on him. She was now laying on his chest, her arms reaching back past his head.

“I do not remember this position, Kagome,” he said with a smirk. She flushed instantly.

“Get your mind out of the hole, Sesshoumaru,” she tried to say with much more smugness than she ought to be allowed.

He grinned now, and it made her heart melt. It had been different with Inuyasha; it hadn't been hard to make him smile. But who would have thought that Sesshoumaru was capable of such a thing? And to see him smile was like winning the lotto - it made you feel like you could do anything; like you were invincible.

Clearing her throat, Kagome put her plan into motion. If she was going to convince Sesshoumaru of her devotion to him, he would need to see Inuyasha. Plus, she had promised Rin some alone time with Kohaku. “Sesshoumaru, we really need to get Rin a new kimono…”

“Hn,” was all he said. He had really only half-heard. He was enjoying the feel of having his female lay atop him.

Kagome frowned. “Sesshoumaru…”

He heard the warning tone in her voice - something that, if it had been in his own language, would have been a growl - and snapped to attention.

Now that she knew he was listening, Kagome repeated her request. He looked at her with scrutinizing eyes, but saw she meant it.

“Very well,” he told her. Then, to her surprise, he picked her up and got to his feet, placing her down gently. He began to walk towards the small cave the bedded in, and Kagome found herself following him.

“W-wait! What are you doing? Where are you going?” she cried as she scrambled after him.

“We leave in an hour for Inuyasha's village,” he said matter-of-factly.

It was enough to make her stop in her tracks. “Now?” she asked, her voice reaching a high end.

Stopping to sigh, Sesshoumaru explained his actions, something he hated to do, but with Kagome around, was often necessary. “If we leave tomorrow, they will likely close the shop before we get there. If we leave tonight, we can camp nearby and buy the kimono early.”

She realized that not only was he right, but that it made her plan easier. Smiling at him, she ran to catch up to his side before telling him, “Okay.”

~~~~~()~~@

Back in the cave, Kagome knew this was her last opportunity for a warm bath. She begged, and soon the two girls found themselves splashing hot water at each other playfully. The three youkai waited outside; Ah-Un the only one that did not have the urge to roll its' eyes at the females' behavior.

They didn't take long, though, and in fifteen minutes time, the two were ready to go again. And just in time, for as she dressed, a tear had split the area of the kimono indecently - for that era - showing a flash of thigh. Sesshoumaru sulked, but Kagome reassured him, and soon they were on their way.

On the outskirts of Kaede's village, they made camp and Kagome even ran into one of the local women. She was a little disturbed by the presence of the overwhelming youkai, but Inuyasha had built a trust in this town and they were more careful of misplaced anger. She told Kagome that Inuyasha had been especially moody as of late and had brought enough meat and firewood to last the town a week. Laughing to herself, Kagome knew all too well the signs of the angry hanyou. Slicing trees to bits and killing every food-worthy animal in sight was a habit she was sure he would never get rid of.

With a sigh, Kagome listened to the woman ramble and then told her of her own predicament. The woman inspected Rin and agreed that indeed, a new kimono was needed. Oh thanks, Kagome noted mentally, now I can go on with life, since you gave us permission to clothe the girl… The woman, however, volunteered to let the kimono-maker know she would have a customer tomorrow and that it was a friend of Lady Kagome's, and if anything, Kagome was grateful. It meant that they were guaranteed a kimono, and less time spent in the shop.

When they were alone again, the Taiyoukai spoke. “She was unafraid.” It wasn't really a question, but Kagome decided to explain anyways.

“Naraku was the worst terror these people had seen, and Inuyasha was the best thing to happen to them. They have realized that there are bad and good youkai, as there are bad and good humans. So no, they're not afraid.”

She noticed Jaken nodding his head sagely, and she wondered if he was remembering the way the evil hanyou had reigned his terror down upon these people and tried to destroy the village. But he was not the one to speak up.

A defiant, angry Rin was the one who broke the silence. “These poor people almost lost their lives, their homes, their families… His shouki filled the air. If I hadn't had Kohaku there to protect me…”

Kagome's own memory flashed back to remember the girl, a few years younger, on the back of the great two-headed dragon with Kohaku holding her steady as they fled the miasma Naraku filled the air with. She turned to Sesshoumaru, who looked slightly puzzled. He seemed to still be missing this part of his memory, although parts of the final battle had come back to him already. Then it hit her… Did he remember Kohaku? Did he know about how the young man had travelled with them and helped save Rin so many times? If not, this was going to be harder than she thought…

She shot Rin a pathetic, fake smile, and the younger girl thankfully said no more of the slayer boy. They went about their day, and soon it was dinner time. Kagome warned Sesshoumaru not to hunt any of the villagers' livestock, and he glared at her. She laughed it off, telling him she had to make sure he knew. To everyone's surprise, he asked for Jaken's assistance. Jaken cried and groveled, following his master.

When he was gone, Rin spun on her elder with a suspicious look.

“What's going on?”

Even if Kagome had wanted to deny anything was wrong, her face had already given her away.

“Um… what do you mean, Rin?” She laughed nervously.

Rin was no fool. She was brought up and taught by the most stoic youkai there was. Nothing could get by her. She narrowed her eyes at Kagome.

“You didn't want me talking about Kohaku, and Sesshoumaru-sama seems like he doesn't remember things. I've stayed quiet, but now I want to know…” She stomped a foot in annoyance to emphasize her point.

Kagome's eyes widened, and Rin knew she had pinned her.

With a sigh, Kagome slumped her shoulders in defeat. After swearing Rin to secrecy, Kagome quickly told her a shortened version of the story, and then attempted to answer a few questions.

“But… If he doesn't remember… How does he get around?” Rin asked.

Kagome smiled. “Sesshoumaru is devious. Most of the time, you or Jaken have led the way. Or me. But his memory is coming back quickly…”

Rin took it all in stride, and Kagome was amazed. She had to remind herself sometimes that this was real, yet the younger woman acted as if this was normal.

“Remember, Rin,” Kagome said with warning in her voice, “you can't let Sesshoumaru find out. You must be careful. He's very prideful, and he'll hate both of us if he finds out that you know…”

Rin smiled wickedly. “You mean he'll hate you if he finds out you told me.”

Kagome scowled, but it had no effect on the girl that served as Sesshoumaru's daughter. Spawn of the devil, Kagome thought bitterly.

“Okay, Kagome,” she giggled. “Let's build a fire for them! They'll probably be back soon…”

With a nod, the miko assisted her and they chatted over safe topics, like wondering what color Rin's new kimono would be or what the weather would be like tomorrow. They had just gotten the fire started when Sesshoumaru and Jaken reappeared.

Rin and Kagome ate slowly, chatting vibrantly. Sesshoumaru was suspicious, since they seemed a little too chummy; he had no complaints, but it seemed as if something had transpired while he was away. Soon, though, Rin began to yawn, and she settled herself in her usual spot next to the two-headed dragon. Jaken joined her, and Sesshoumaru sat in silence as Kagome busied herself cleaning the campsite.

Once she was sure the little demon and the girl were asleep, Kagome relaxed. She had barely breathed a sigh of relief when Sesshoumaru was suddenly behind her. His arms snaked around her waist, and she giggled.

“S-Sesshoumaru…”

He bent his head low, so as to speak directly into her ear. When his breath ghosted her ear, a shiver thrilled her.

“Now to finish what you had started…” he told her in a low voice.

Kagome stilled in apprehension. “You… you wouldn't. Not with…” She looked towards the sleeping trio out of the corner of her eye.

“Wouldn't I?” he asked cryptically, a smirk playing across his lips. He could hear her heart beating erratically in her chest and chanced a nibble on the shell of her ear. To his delight, she melted in his grasp. He spun her, and she gasped.

Her large blue eyes were wide with surprise, but he also saw lust in them. Before he could react, her lips were against his.

An hour later, they lay in the forest some distance away, disheveled, sweating, and panting despite the growing coolness of the night. Satiated, they were content to hold each other. When they had rested, Sesshoumaru had to force Kagome to dress. She whined the entire time, and he smirked. It was cold out now, and she was warm in his arms. When they had returned, however, she perked at the thought of a bath. He accompanied her to a nearby stream, and afterwards she changed into her pajamas and fell asleep in the arms of a Taiyoukai.

In the morning, Kagome was brought back to consciousness by an alarming sound. The deep, vibrating, warning growl was not meant for friends, and therefore, she knew a stranger would be approaching. Several moments later, a young woman approached them. Kagome could tell she was fearful - you didn't often live long after laying eyes on a Taiyoukai, and then there was Jaken and Ah-Un to consider - but she attempted to compose herself, and her voice was nearly convincing when she spoke, bowing low in front of the miko.

“Kagome-sama, we would be happy to have you in our humble shop,” she said, almost inhaling the dirt.

Kagome looked at her angrily. The girl had never bowed so low before. Just because Sesshoumaru was here didn't mean she had to eat sand.

“Hina, get up,” Kagome pleaded. “We would love to come by, but if you don't look at me, I won't speak to you.”

The girl was obviously terrified and intimidated by the presence of such a youkai. Yet they had seen him before… Her eyes suddenly wide with comprehension, Kagome realized why the woman feared him so. It hadn't been long ago that here, Naraku's resting place, the whole village had gotten an eyeful of Sesshoumaru. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she could practically feel him watching her curiously. Stupid, pretty dogs and their senses of smell and hearing, she thought angrily. At least they can't read minds, she sighed mentally.

The young woman named Hina finally looked up at her, apparently mistaking Kagome's anger, and jumped up. “I'm so sorry, Kagome-sama. I will do as you wish,” she said as she waited for Kagome to follow her.

Kagome rolled her eyes. Damnit, she wasn't a real miko! Many of the villagers still insisted on treating her as such, although she often voiced her opinion on it. But the villagers just waved her off, calling her a `funny young girl', and kept their formal place. She knew they were simply following tradition, but it was unnecessary, and wasted on her. It was the reason that she and Kaede were planning to find a new miko to train.

Kaede had hoped Kagome was going to be her successor, but between her double-life and her hatred for traditional respect towards her, the old woman had known that it wasn't going to happen. Plus, she hadn't known what was going to happen if that cowardly hanyou ever made a move. Naraku, he could fight until his organs were shredded and his flesh burned. But telling a girl - a girl whom he knew reciprocated the feeling - that he loved her… he wasn't able. Kaede had spoken to both Miroku and Sango many times about it, and they all thought that he would have at least kissed her, or declared his love by now. But he hadn't. And now, there was Sesshoumaru…

Kagome sighed, exasperated. Rin had already washed up and eaten, so she grinned, waiting for the miko's response. Kagome told Hina that she would bring Rin in a few minutes, and the girl left. She knew the girl to be just a few months older than herself, but she carried herself as if she were many years older. She hoped Rin would never look like that. Turning, she collected a few things and started off towards the stream.

She saw movement in her peripheral vision, and noticed Sesshoumaru was at her side, startling her.

“Gah! Don't do that!” she cried.

He glanced at her, an eyebrow raised.

“By the way, what are you doing?” she asked him, suspicious.

He looked offended. “Kagome, I will not allow you to bathe alone so close to a village,” he explained with a sigh, as if it were obvious.

He took in her angry posture, her flushed face, and her glare, but she didn't reply. He turned back to watch the trail they were following, a look of triumph on his face.

After a quick, cold bath and changing, Kagome came back to their campsite with a youkai in tow. They hadn't spoken; Sesshoumaru was content with the silence and Kagome had too many thoughts on her mind to fill that silence with idle chatter. But when they arrived, Kagome was instantly all smiles again.

“Ready, Rin?” she asked the excited girl.

Rin nodded eagerly, but Kagome could see that she was also nervous. She looked up at Sesshoumaru who was standing slightly behind her, and he seemed to notice the mixed emotions as well. But apparently, he had no idea why she would be nervous, and therefore had no suspicions.

Kagome motioned to Rin, and they padded quickly towards the small kimono shop. Kagome bid greetings to many on the way - they were all happy to see her back after such an absence… and after having to put up with a cranky Inuyasha. Kaede had mentioned to someone once that he became… irrational when Kagome wasn't around, and word had quickly, but quietly, spread.

The people of her village were eerily respectful. Well, they were always respectful, but many had been asked to drop the honorific, and even more had learned to casually joke with the miko. Kagome had almost forgotten Sesshoumaru's presence, but a stealing glance by some of the village people told her what was worrying them. They didn't seem surprised - apparently, word travels quickly. She would have to thank Hina later - but they were wary. It bothered her more than she thought.

Once at the shop, Hina met them along with the owner of the store. Hashi was a calm man. His skill with designing kimono was renowned for miles. He had many helpers, but he often insisted on creating the intricate details himself. He was Hina's brother; twins, although they looked nothing alike. Kagome knew that made them fraternal twins, but that sort of knowledge was a few hundred years off.

He greeted them happily, making sounds of approval at Rin, but disapproval at her condition.

“Tsk, tsk,” he said. “This won't do. Such a lovely young lady shouldn't have to walk around in such rags. You should have brought her sooner.” He smiled at Kagome.

Kagome grinned back. “Well, we would have brought her sooner, but we ran into a few, er… problems.”

Hashi knew all too well the things Kagome did for the growing village, and nodded wisely. “I understand, Lady Kagome. We will outfit her at once.”

With a clap of his hands, a few assistants came out to usher Rin inside. She looked back at Kagome, an unsure and pleading look on her face. Kagome only grinned back at her.

Sesshoumaru had remained silent, and now looked to his woman. “And now?”

Kagome placed a hand on his arm, grinning up at him. “Now, I need to visit my friends…”

She saw the different emotions pass through his face. She could only guess - he was deciding what was worse: Staying in a kimono shop, or facing his brother. Instead of making him choose between two things she knew he didn't want, and also feeling a little guilty about it, she embraced him.

Mumbling into his chest, she held him tightly. “Why don't you stay here with Rin? She'll feel better having someone here. If you'd like, you can stay outside. I'll be safe at Kaede's,” she told him softly enough that she knew only he would hear.

He inclined his head, letting her know that he would do exactly that.

With a small smile, Kagome left his side, and they both felt the loss immediately. But she was determined to help both Rin and Kohaku find a happier life.

She quickly arrived at Sango and Miroku's home. She called to them, but neither answered. Although someone did.

“Kohaku-kun?” she said, surprised.

“Kagome-chan!” they boy said, coming to embrace her.

Kagome couldn't believe the great luck she was having. This was perfect.

“Kohaku-kun,” Kagome said brightly, to not alarm him, “I came with Rin, and she would like to talk to you. But she is having a kimono fitted. Could you perhaps meet her at Hashi's shop in about two hours? I have other things to do while I'm here, and I'm not able to escort her.” She gauged his reaction. He only seemed curious, with a hint of excitement. “I… I don't think I'll be able to see her for lunch, either, and we haven't even had breakfast! Oh no! Maybe I should cancel my plans…”

“No, no, Kagome-chan! Don't cancel your plans! I could… I mean, if she doesn't mind, I could provide Rin-chan with something…”

Bingo.

“Are you sure you don't mind, Kohaku-kun? I wouldn't want for you to be burdened…” Kagome said convincingly.

But she saw it in his face, and the way he avoided her eyes. His head was bowed slightly, his shaggy bangs hiding his eyes from her so she couldn't see the happiness.

“It will be my pleasure,” he said in a carefully guarded voice.

Pleased, Kagome made it sound like she was grateful that she wouldn't have to cancel on her friends. “Oh, thank you, Kohaku-kun! You're the best!”

She embraced him, and he was finally able to look at her, hoping he would only seem happy to hug a friend. But Kagome knew the truth. He did hold the same feelings as Rin. Well, Rin doesn't need to know. This was going to be great.

From there, Kagome went to find where her favorite married couple had gone. Reaching Kaede's hut, she called out.

“Anyone there?”

Instantly, she felt the thud behind her and knew who it was. She didn't even turn to see. “Inuyasha,”
she breathed his name barely a whisper on her lips.

And then his arms were around her, holding her tight. For a moment, she relaxed. It had been a while since they were not fighting. But then she began to feel nervous, his hold of her unrelenting. She tried to pull away, but he held fast. “Inuyasha,” she said again, but with a warning in her voice.

He knew it all too well, and with a heavy sigh, released her. She smiled as she turned, unable to ruin the mood with an argument. “Where is everyone?”

He wouldn't look at her. He gazed off towards the rice paddies. “Harvesting,” was all he managed.

Kagome resisted the urge to `sit' him. When he was in her presence now, she had to constantly remind herself that he was no longer hers to command. She sighed. “Inuyasha, I have gifts for all of you…”

“I don't need anything from you,” he said, still not meeting her gaze.

It was like a slap in the face. It stung just as badly, and he had meant it to hurt. But she had decided, and he wasn't going to stop her now. She had to go through with all of her plans. She asked him to call the others and for them all to meet her in Kaede's home. He acquiesced, and she set up inside, making sure all of the items were still in her little, pink backpack.

She was extremely surprised that Inuyasha had come back before the others, of his own accord. Smiling gently, she patted the space next to her. He hesitated, but obliged. After he was settled, Inuyasha finally looked up at Kagome to find her string at him with a curious smile tugging at her lips. He wasn't sure if he liked that smile - he had seen it before… but when?

Suddenly, she broke the gaze and began to root around in her bag. He remembered what she had said. “There better be ramen in there,” he grumbled.

“Better,” was all she said, happy to hear his interest.

Truthfully, the ramen had been on the top of everything - their light texture made them breakable, and in order to preserve the noodles, she kept them where they couldn't be crushed as badly. She was merely biding her time. She was anxious, and she wasn't sure if she could do what she was about to do. Especially without help. But if she needed help, the others couldn't be far behind.

Finally steeling her nerves, Kagome came out with a few packages of ramen. He looked taken aback.

“That's it?”

Kagome glared at him, and his ears pinned themselves back against his hair. “My pack isn't what it used to be, Inuyasha. I can't carry as much.” She pouted slightly, turning her chin up. “Besides, I remember when you used to yell at me for bringing so much stuff around,” she huffed.

“That's because I still had you,” he said so quietly she almost didn't hear him. His head was down now, the soft, white triangles drooping and his hair completely shielding him from her stare.

Kagome resisted the urge to sigh. She couldn't help feel like she would never win. When he had had her, he didn't want her. And now that she was someone else's… The reminder of Sesshoumaru, waiting for her dutifully next to the kimono shop, left her feeling anxious and thrilled. She turned to her friend.

“Inuyasha,” she said softly.

He turned to her, and quickly, so that he wouldn't have time to hope, she grasped for him. It was now or never. With a firm hold, Kagome closed her eyes, concentrating. Inuyasha looked shocked, unable to move.

“Kagome?” he said, his voice reaching a high note in his fear.

She reached for her power, found it. “Inuyasha…” He looked at her serene face, wondering what had come over her. “I release you.”

Understanding came to him as he screamed her name. “Kagome! NO!”

But it could not be undone. In a flash of white light, the subjugation beads she had been holding on to vanished. When it was over, Kagome grinned at him.

“W-why?” he asked, his voice small.

“Inuyasha, I thought you hated those beads. You wanted them off, remember?”

He was about to mumble something about having a connection to her when she interrupted, bringing his brain to a screeching halt.

“Boy, I'm glad it turned out all right. I was really worried…” She laughed uncomfortably.

“You… Weren't… Sure… You… Could… Do it?” he ground out.

Sheepishly, Kagome played with her fingers, making a little steeple with her hands. “Er, well… I was pretty sure I could. But I have never undone a subjugation spell before, even with all that Kaede has taught me…”

Inuyasha was furious. Not only had she taken away the one thing that still connected them, but she didn't even know what she was doing! She could have melted his head!

“What the fuck were you thinking…”

They were interrupted by Miroku's merry laughter and Sango chatting animatedly to Kaede. Shippou was there too; his aura was stronger now that he was older. He was the first to realize.

“Kagome!”

He was a blur of red, next to her in seconds. As he hugged her, tears came to her eyes. She couldn't believe how big he was getting. His speed had been the first thing to catch up with his growing body, although he was nowhere near as fast as Inuyasha. But he was still so little…

Shippou, mistaking the smell of her tears for squeezing her too hard - this was impossible, since his strength had yet to improve - released her, and apologized.

“Kagome, I'm sorry… I didn't mean to hurt you…”

“Oh, Shippou…” was all she managed before crying harder and almost squeezing the life from him. “Shippou, you're growing too fast. Before I know it, you'll be huge and off to find a little vixen. Promise you won't forget me…”

Shippou didn't like the finality in her voice, as if she didn't plan on coming back. “Kagome… you're…”

“Kagome! You're back!” The light, bell-like voice of her best friend chimed in the air as Sango cut Shippou off.

Miroku was close behind, allowing his wife to greet their friend first. The women embraced as Shippou retreated, making a mental note to ask her later.

The women chatted briefly; Sango told Kagome of the recent rice crop and how others were fairing - the village was doing quite well - and Kagome told Sango why she was here. Well, she told her that they had come for a new kimono for Rin, which was the truth… mostly. Then, the miko whispered to her friend that she needed to speak with her privately when they got a chance. The taijiya nodded and stepped back, allowing Miroku and Kaede to greet her as well.

They all began to mill about. The women gabbed as they prepared lunch, and the men sat talking quietly to one another. Kagome's stomach rumbled noisily, a reminder that she hadn't had breakfast. Sango laughed and Kaede chided her for not having eaten. Kagome then remembered the gifts.

She passed around the few things she had for everyone, at peace since things felt normal for once. Until her best friend spoke.

“Miroku? Where's Kohaku? Have you seen him?”

The monk shook his head, his mouth full of soda.

“Ask Kagome. She was the most recent one to see him.” Inuyasha's statement was like a blow to the gut for Kagome.

First she gaped in horror - had he seen her? Had he heard their conversation? Did he know their plans? But when he looked at her oddly, as if he had no idea why she was suddenly so shocked, she realized the only thing he knew was that she had seen him. Remembering, Kagome realized she had seen - and hugged - Kohaku right before she ran into Inuyasha. The scent must have still been fresh.

Stupid dog demons and their stupid noses.

Turning to Sango, Kagome gave her a pleading smile. “Remember that I wanted to talk to you?” she whispered.

A look of comprehension crossed the demon slayer's face, and she nodded, smiling gently. “Why don't we go now? I'm sure Kaede-sama can handle it…”

They looked to the elderly miko, who nodded her approval with a smile. Eagerly, they stepped outside, telling the men not to eavesdrop - it was girl-talk anyway, Kagome added.

Once they were a good distance away from the hut, Sango began. Kagome tried to think of the timing - if she were correct, Kohaku should be at the kimono shop right now.

“So, what's going on?” Sango asked, a curious smile in her eyes.

“Well, I wanted to get your permission, since he's your brother and all, and because I don't think he would think to ask, since Kohaku doesn't think the way we do…”

“What are you talking about?” Sango had a dangerous but worried look to her.

“It's nothing serious, Sango. I just wanted to let you know what's going on.”

The taijiya looked on, concerned. Kagome decided it was safe to continue.

“When I was healing, I did a lot of bonding with Rin. She admitted that she has feelings for your brother-” She paused to gauge her friend's reaction, but there was no distress, so she continued “- and a while ago, I asked Kohaku to take her to lunch. It seems he returns those feelings.”

After a long time holding her breath, Sango spoke, allowing Kagome to breathe again.

“Wow. I guess he's… growing up.”

It was so quiet and sad-sounding that Kagome wanted to wrap her arms around her friend. But before she could move, Sango's expression changed. A small smile graced her beautiful face, and a giggle escaped her lips.

“I'm so glad. I was worried. He… still has scars, you know. We all do. But his are worse than most of us. He deserves to be happy…”

Kagome smiled wide. Years ago, Sango would not have trusted Rin, or by extension, Sesshoumaru, with her brother. But this new Sango, after a few years of being happily married and living a life she never thought she could have, had room in her heart still. But Sango turned serious again, determination creeping into her expression.

“Plus, I still owe Sesshoumaru - and Rin - my life. It's the least I can do.”

Kagome remembered, as she was sure Sango was doing the same, that final battle with Naraku, when he turned Sango against Rin. He was trying to split them all up, pitting them all against each other. He had been counting on Sesshoumaru's cruel ways and shrewd mind. But Sesshoumaru had already begun to change before that, and no real harm had been done. Why did everything always lead back to Naraku? Could she never be rid of the memories? It seemed like he still had a grasp on everyone's lives…

Putting an arm around her friend's shoulders, Kagome turned her so that they were walking back to where everyone was waiting.

“Now I just have to work on Sesshoumaru…” Kagome said to herself quietly.

Sango turned to her, anxious. “You mean… Sesshoumaru doesn't know?”

“No, I haven't said anything. Daddy's little girl and all… But I'm going to tell him as soon as I go back to him. I just wanted to tell you first. But don't worry. Sesshoumaru's a big softy…” She chuckled at this, knowing the old Sesshoumaru would have her head for such a comment.

To her surprise, Sango laughed too. “Yeah, about that…”

Kagome rolled her eyes, knowing what was coming.

“How did this happen? I mean… I know how. You told us that he's not the same. But… Sesshoumaru? The only way you could have stunned us more is if you had been in love with Kouga,” she laughed.

Kagome chuckled as well. “I know, it seems surreal. But… He's actually very caring and understanding. He anticipates my needs even before I know what they are. He doesn't keep things from me; he talks to me. And most importantly, he tells me he needs me.”

She was smiling wistfully, and when she turned to her friend, Sango almost looked like she was going to cry.

“W-what?” Kagome said, worried now.

“Kagome, I'm so sorry about what we did. Now I realize you were just in love. And it sounds wonderful. He sounds wonderful. I'm sorry I ever doubted you…”

Tears waiting to be released on both sides, the girls embraced. They sobbed into each other's hair, holding the other tight.

“Oh, come on,” they heard from in front of them. They didn't bother looking up. They knew the hanyou would come eventually.

“”Ssh… wait, Inuyasha. I want to see where this goes…”

Both girls looked up to glare as much as they could muster after one has been crying at the lecherous monk. He grinned, unabashed.

“Are you guys okay?” The one voice of reason , they turned their red eyes on Shippou.

“Yeah, we're okay now, Shippou,” Sango answered, wiping her face with a sleeve.

“Thanks for being the sane one,” Kagome giggled between her breath hitching in her throat.

“Okay, can we go now? I'm starved,” Inuyasha announced.

With that, they all turned back towards Kaede's home.

“Inuyasha…” Sango said after a few minutes.

They all looked to her, wondering what she was thinking. There was a curious tone in her voice.

“Where are your Kotodama no Nenji?”

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E/N: If you're interested in seeing the SessKag pic my friend drew, copy and paste this address - http://ailionora.deviantart.com/art/SesshyxKags-Commish-83921487 BTW, I'm sorry this chapter got a little off track - everything in here was necessary to the story. There will be more SessKag-iness in the next chapter, *gringrin*.

Kotodama no Nenji was the necklace with the subjugation spell. I hate calling it a necklace, and I daren't call it a rosary (ew), so I opted for the actual Japanese term, since it really is what they're speaking, lol.